It rained in the night.
The long grass on our campsite is sodden with the kind of wetness that requires a stout pair of wellies. The freshness of the field is mirrored by the lightness in my soul that has been accentuated by my First Visit to the New Wine Toilets. More firsts beckon today: My First Shower; My First Trip to the Tap and (joy of joys) My First Visit to the Elsan Point.
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